For all those that find erotic fiction offensive and those that are not of legal age or in areas which erotic fiction is not legal please leave the site. It requires an open mind and an open interest to enjoy my words. The following is nothing more than a really good fantasy...I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it.
Could have fooled me. By J.S. Hoselton
We had worked together for some time. How long though I couldn't tell you. I had never really given him much thought other than the few off task conversations we had on the job. I noticed he was built and when he'd talk about his passion for fitness and his goal to be a fitness trainer my mind would wander into a blissful fantasy, which involved him...bulging and sweaty from a workout.
My name is Jeremiah. I work in the retail world and enjoy it. I recently, because of a fellow co-worker, have decided to improve my physical health. At 5'10 I weigh about 150 and have a trim, fit swimmers build but not much muscle mass. Danny, my co-worker is built. He played football in high school but wasn't a fullback, more of the running back or quarter back type. He suggested that he be my personal trainer one afternoon during a lunch break we had together and I laughed when he first mentioned it thinking he was just being nice, but he went on to encourage me saying it'd be his pleasure and give him the opportunity to get experience while he got his certification. He told me he had all the equipment necessary at his place and the rest was basic nutrition that he'd educate me on as we went along. I figured I didn't have anything to lose so I agreed.
I arrived at his house and was greeted by his live in girlfriend who was just leaving for the evening. She mentioned something about being out late making preparations and she'd be staying overnight with the bride to be. I didn't ask but waved bye after she kissed Danny on the lips and left. He led me to the back of the house where he had his own fitness center set up in the master bedroom. When he saw my expression he laughed and said he tends to go overboard with things and they didn't need all this space for a bedroom so they used one of the smaller rooms. This room had countless machines, dumbbells, weight benches, a tanning bed, and massage table and, of course the master bath.
"Get comfortable," he said and he pulled off his tear away pants and t-shirt leaving him in a pair of spandex shorts...very revealing, and a wife beater. DROOL!
I had Umbros on underneath my sweats and a jock strap under those and just a t-shirt so I removed the sweats. He talked some about nutrition and an eating regime I needed to begin to help me increase body mass while maintaining essential nutritional variables blah blah blah. I was more focused on his spandex shorts, which were white by the way and didn't hide his nylon jock underneath or his bulge either.
After a grueling work out on my upper body with the free weights and dumb bells I was about ready to reconsider my hasty action to have him personally train me but then he threw me on a bike machine and said start pedaling. A television was mounted in the room with a VCR and he asked if I wanted him to turn on a movie.
"Throw something in that will take my mind off the pain," I joked.
"This usually does it for me," he laughed and inserted a tape.
Images of naked hard bodies appeared. Guys ripped, and cut and hung were all posing and getting oiled up by women, and guys.
"Where did you get this?" I asked.
"Friend gave it to me a while back. The girlfriend doesn't know I use it to motivate my workout so keep it between us."
Thirty minutes went by before I realized I had ridden close to ten miles. I was completely transfixed on the movie and on Danny. He had been lifting and rowing back and forth the entire time, only stopping momentarily between each rep to take in what was playing on the video. The posing turned into lots of rubbing and hard cocks in addition to hard bodies.
By this time I was pretty hard up. I was taken back by the fact that Danny had a video like this and once again taken back when he peeled his wife beater off and tossed it in the corner. There he was, in the flesh. Bulging and covered in sweat just as I had fantasized. I didn't know whether to watch the video or him. I had no idea his chest was THAT defined. He was totally clean-shaven, or at least from what I could tell from my discreet glances.
"Well, keep watching and pedaling if you want. I'm gonna hit the shower," he said as he stood up. It was obvious the bulge in his spandex had gotten somewhat bigger. Thankfully my t-shirt was covering my tented Umbros.
Walking to the sink at the end of the room next to the shower room he peeled off his spandex shorts right there in front of me. I stopped cold on the bike.
"Calling it quits?" he said over his shoulder after hearing me stop.
Trying to recover myself I said, "yea, I got sweat pouring from my forehead and my legs are starting to cramp and all this movie is doing for me anyway is making me self conscious of my body."
"You don't have anything to be worried about. I bet you have a tight body as it is under that shirt."
I laughed and used my shirt-tail to wipe my forehead.
"Well, you're welcome to shower here," he offered standing there in nothing more than his nylon jock and a semi hard cock. "There's room enough for both of us. I had them take out the tub and put in a locker room style shower room with two shower heads."
I hadn't even noticed that behind the door was a completely tiled room with a glass wall and door just next to the toilet.
"You sure you don't mind?" I asked almost hoping he'd take back his offer.
"Not at all. It'd give me a chance to see what I need to work on anyway," he replied with a grin. Then he bent over taking his jock with him.
When he stood he sort of laughed when he saw me just standing there with a gaping jaw. He was totally shaved. It was obvious he shaved his legs and his chest and arms, but I had no idea he shaved EVERYWHERE.
"Sorry," I stammered. "Not everyday that someone just drops trou' in front of me."
He smiled then grabbed some towels from the closet and headed into the shower as I started to peel out of my sweat soaked clothes.
I was nervous to enter the shower. I still had the remains of a hard on and I didn't want to give off the impression that I wanted him...even though that was exactly what I wanted.
"Fuck it," I said to myself and entered the shower more than half hard.
Making every effort to keep my back to Danny I was still unable to hide my reddening face.
"What's wrong man?" he asked.
"Nothing...just that...well..." and with that I turned and faced him and rolled my eyes. "Naked flesh, body rubbing, boners, working out, those endorphine things you talked about...it's got me worked up needless to say."
"Needless to say is right," he laughed looking down at my half erect dick.
"Happens to me too. Don't worry about it. Half hard myself dude," and pointed his dick which hung parallel to the ground at me.
I stuck my head under the shower-head as the warm water began to spray and just let it's refreshing warmth wash over me. Thinking this would cause my hardness to subside was obviously a stupid thought because I grew to my full seven inches almost instantly the moment the water ran down my body.
Shaking my head in total disbelief and embarrassment under the spray I had to ask Danny to repeat himself when his voice cut through the sound of the shower.
"Would you mind washing my back? I'll do yours if you do mine. My arms are too tight from lifting and I'm too exhausted to reach."
Looking dumbfounded I said not at all and grabbed the soap.
Turning his back to me I couldn't help but stare at his magnificent ass that had gone totally unappreciated until this moment. Lathering my hands up with soap I began at his shoulders and massaged the soap in. Working my way down his middle back and under his arms did nothing to help my raging hard on which now was beginning to leak pre cum. Making my way down his lower back he moaned in appreciation and leaned forward resting one arm against the wall to support himself. I couldn't resist when I got to his lower back. I placed each of my hands on each of his ass cheeks and began to knead his ass like dough. I squatted down to get better flexibility of my arms and then went down further applying soap to each of his legs. As I came back up his legs I gently brushed his shaved sack with my hand each time and then began to wash his ass again, this time running a finger or two between the cheeks lightly brushing against his rosebud asshole. I was dripping pre cum big time by now.
"All done," I said regretfully after forcing my hands off him.
"Awesome. Turn around bud," he said still leaning against the wall.
After turning around and waiting a moment, he finally found the soap and began to apply it to my back. He followed the same pattern I did but skipped my ass. He worked his way up and down each of my legs and only accidentally brushed my sack once immediately pulling his hand away from my body altogether. All the while I was hoping he didn't notice my dick or the slimy trail of pre cum I was dripping from the tip. Just when I though he was done, he placed his hands on my ass and began to massage each of them with soap. I moaned and leaned forward resting against the wall with one arm as he did and slightly parting my legs. He rubbed my ass cheeks like an expert masseuse. To my surprise he spread my cheeks several times and at one time rubbed my asshole directly with his finger. I arched my back out of reflex then froze in shock as I realized what I had just done.
He laughed then took me even by more surprise when he reached between my legs saying, "What's this? Lube dispenser?" Then grabbed the tip of my dick wiping off a large amount of my pre cum.
"Thud!" as my head fell into the wall.
"I'm so embarra.....," I tried to get out but was cut off by his freshly lubed finger inserting into my ass hole.
"OH MY GOD!" I moaned and pushed into his finger.
"Danny... wha.. I.. ohh...you have to sto... please... Dan.. please don't stop."
With that he dug his finger into me finding my prostrate. My moans of ecstasy echoed in the shower. Pulling his finger out was the next thing to take me by total disbelief. However, he then stood and pressed his body into mine and for the first time I could feel his rock hard cock against my ass cheeks.
"You're girlfriend...," was all I could muster.
"My girlfriend isn't here," he whispered into my ear.
"My girlfriend never makes me feel the way you just did when she touches me."
He pulled back some and I heard him soaping his cock up. Sliding his hand up my back and stopping at my shoulder he pushed me forward slightly and the pressed the head of his dick against my hole. It only took a moment before his head entered my ass and the pain was too much and my entire body tensed. He held there for a minute as the pain began to subside and he then he began to push in further very slowly. He must have been at least eight inches long because he just kept going in. Finally I felt his abdomen against my back. Almost impatient, wanting him to slide in and out of my body, I began to breath uncontrollably and reached back and grabbed his ass. As he held himself pushed to hilt inside of me he leaned his head in and began to kiss my neck, and I melted. Cocking my head to its side to give him better access he slid his hand around to my chest and up the front of my neck to my chin and turned my head to his and then kissed me on the lips. It was soft. It was masculine. It was amazing. His lips parted and I felt his tongue enter my awaiting mouth and I greeted his tongue by swirling it with mine. He then pulled his cock out slowly and pushed back in so gently. He was not fucking me like I had almost believed he would...he was making love to me.
His thrusts began to increase in speed and his kiss became more intense. His free hand that had been resting on my hip slid around and found my still dripping and pulsating cock. With no more than four or five strokes I was erupting cum all over the shower wall pulling away from his kiss for the first time only to moan from sheer passion and pleasure. I began to squeeze my ass together as I continued my climax for five...six...seven shots of cum. He pushed in harder with each shot I made and finally as I came my last he let out a loud moan and pushed his cock in me as far as it would allow and shot deep inside of my ass, then pumped his dick in me a few more times, moaning with each one.
Wrapping both of his arms around my body he pulled me close to him still remaining inside of me. I put my hands on his arms and leaned into him close.
"Tell me something?" he asked.
"Tell you what?"
"Is it supposed to be like that?"
"Like what?" I asked.
"Beautiful?"
As the tears welled up in my eyes, I pulled away from him letting his softening cock slide from inside me and turned toward him. "Yes."
"I don't know how to love another man," he said pulling his eyes away from mine.
"Could have fooled me."
To be continued...